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Rumble!!

With a loud bang, the huge fist was directly cut to the ground by Zhao Chunliang's imperial sword. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Chunliang's face was indifferent, he jumped up violently, and threw the imperial sword in his hand at the huge head of the statue.

Shout!!

The Emperor's Sword slashed through the sky, stabbing into the statue's head, and then peeking out from the other side of the statue's head.

Rumble!!!

This huge statue directly turned into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Chunliang landed abruptly and looked around.

The whole square was littered with stones.

He forgot how long it had been, and the soul power of this statue had been wiped out by his sword, and he had finally slain it.

The Emperor Sword fell to the ground, but it didn't look like there was any scarring at all, because the metal used to create the low-sight was a malleable metal, and even if the Emperor Sword was damaged, it could be easily restored to its original state.

"You're the only one left." Zhao Chunliang looked not far away, the statue holding a book.

That statue has not attacked the place where Zhao Chunliang stayed before, so his soul power should be sufficient, logically speaking, Zhao Chunliang has no way to win this statue, but I don't know why, Zhao Chunliang has full confidence.

In the continuous sword retraction, Zhao Chunliang seemed to have comprehended something that he had never comprehended before, this kind of thing had nothing to do with the power of the spiritual power and soul, he came from the deepest instinct of the human body.

During this period of time, Zhao Chunliang stabbed at least hundreds of millions of swords, he had never thought that he would have any attainments on the road of swordsmanship, but now, when Zhao Chunliang was sitting in one place, constantly repeating the stabbing of hundreds of millions of swords, Zhao Chunliang suddenly realized something.

It's a very mysterious thing, a little bit like the Tao, but it's not like it.

The statue holding the book in his hand didn't have any human feelings, so when he saw Zhao Chunliang, he naturally began to urge the ice arrow.

One after another ice arrows flew towards Zhao Chunliang, Zhao Chunliang didn't make much movement at all, just walked on the ground at will, and dodged all his ice arrows.

In the end, Zhao Chunliang came to the Emperor Sword, he bent down to pick up the Emperor Sword on the ground, and just as an ice arrow flew past his back.

Zhao Chunliang grabbed the imperial sword, and a feeling of blood connection appeared in Zhao Chunliang's heart.

This kind of feeling, Zhao Chunliang had felt it in the villain's body, but this time he entered the God's treasury, Zhao Chunliang did not bring the villain in, otherwise it is estimated that Zhao Chunliang could pass the second test much earlier.

One after another, the ice arrows struck Zhao Chunliang, who held the imperial sword in his hand, with the blade pointing downward, and began to walk towards the statue.

As Zhao Chunliang got closer and closer to the statue, more and more ice arrows were shot from the statue, and the density became larger and larger.

But no matter how the statue shot ice arrows, no matter how many ice arrows there were, they couldn't touch Zhao Chunliang's body.

Zhao Chunliang seemed casual, but he skillfully dodged any of the ice arrows.

The statue that didn't have any thoughts and feelings, when Zhao Chunliang walked to a place about ten meters away from him, he actually took a step back!

This was not because he was afraid of Zhao Chunliang, but because of a pressure from the depths of his soul, which made him have to take a step back.

Zhao Chunliang did not have spiritual power at this time, let alone soul power, but together with his sword, he brought an oppressive force to the statue that surpassed the power of soul.

Zhao Chunliang suddenly stopped.

Thousands of ice arrows appeared in front of Zhao Chunliang.

That inexplicable pressure made the statue instinctively use his killing moves.

The ice arrows from the paving covered all the front of Zhao Chunliang, and even if Zhao Chunliang was flexible this time, he would definitely have nowhere to escape.

However, Zhao Chunliang had no idea of running away at all, his face was calm, he held the imperial sword in his hand, and gently waved two swords at the statue in front of him.

A fresh breeze hit.

Rumble!!

The ice arrows that covered the sky and the sun turned into ice crystals in an instant, floating in the air, making everything around them look like a dream.

When the ice crystals hit the ground, the statue with the book in its hand stood still, motionless.

Zhao Chunliang put the imperial sword into his waist and walked towards the entrance of the temple.

When Zhao Chunliang stepped into the temple, the statue holding the book in his hand suddenly turned into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

"Kenshin!"

In the depths of the temple, the illusory figure uttered these two words in a breathtaking tone.

The so-called Kenshin is a realm that only exists in legends, he has nothing to do with the congenital, it is the heart of the simple sword, only those who have mastered the way of the sword, and have mastered the way of the sword, and the person who has mastered the peak of the path of the sword, it is possible to master the heart of the sword.

Some people say that the reason why Ma Xingyun is so powerful is because he has mastered the sword heart, and wherever the sword heart goes, no matter what spiritual power you have, it will penetrate everything.

There is a legend that in ancient times, there was a mortal who practiced swords since he was a child, and finally at the age of 100, he mastered the sword heart, and killed a Zhentian-level master with a sword with the body of a mortal, and for this illusory figure, the sword heart represents not only the ultimate of the sword, but also represents the strongest voice of the aborigines on this planet.

I don't know how many years ago, the eighteen great gods were exiled to this planet, each of them is a powerful god race, although there is no godhead, but the powerful divine power is enough for them to run rampant on this planet and become the overlord of the planet, the powerful Yan clan, and even want to use this planet as the foundation to cultivate more powerful god warriors, and one day in the future, they will return to the god realm, but the final result is that the ancient Yan clan destroyed several major gods who did not obey him, But it was beaten to distant Europe by the natives of the earth.

Emperor Yan still remembers what a terrifying scene it was, those aborigines who had never mastered the so-called spiritual power and soul power, with just one sword, easily pierced the body of the powerful Protoss warriors, and even their soul power could not stop their swords.

The ancient gods, in the current innate people, are powerful ancestors, but for the ancient human beings, they are all aliens.

It was also because of those aborigines that the Protoss finally chose to compromise and slowly began to communicate with the aborigines, and finally completely merged together, continuing their bloodline.

The current innate masters are superior everywhere in this world, but in ancient times, it was the aborigines of the earth who really stood at the pinnacle, but later I don't know why, there are fewer and fewer masters who master the sword heart, until the back, and it is almost impossible to find it anymore.

However, at that time, the ancient gods had also completely integrated with the aborigines, so naturally there would be no more domination of the earth.

These things belong to the ancient secrets, and only a very small amount of information has been handed down, but Emperor Yan knows it clearly, because back then, it was he who led the powerful Protoss warriors to start a great war with those magical aborigines.

"Eighty-nine years, it only took eighty-nine years to master the sword heart, little guy, could it be that in your body, in addition to the bloodline of my ancient Yan clan, there is also the bloodline of those aborigines?" Emperor Yan looked at the figure of Zhao Chunliang walking on the temple passage in front of him, not only fell into contemplation, but at this time, Zhao Chunliang had recovered from the previous state of breaking through the soul power barrier of the statue with a sword, he touched his long hair that had grown to his waist, and he was almost crazy.

The hair is so long, it is absolutely impossible to have a few years, although he has forgotten the passage of time in the process of taking out the sword and closing the sword, but he vaguely remembers that he has been here for a long, long time, and now the situation outside will change every day, if he really stays here for a few years, it is very likely that when he goes out again, the outside has already been vicissitudes, it is very likely that the new world has completely come, this world is full of zombies, and it is also possible that the Samba country has been destroyed, Their own women may think that they are dead.

"Hey, Emperor Yan, are you still there?" Zhao Chunliang shouted.

Emperor Yan did not answer Zhao Chunliang's words, and the candles on both sides of the temple aisle flickered with a strange light.

"You have something to say." Zhao Chunliang shouted.

"I'm still there." Emperor Yan's voice sounded faintly.

"How long the hell have I been here?" Zhao Chunliang asked loudly.

"Eighty-nine years." Emperor Yan said.

"What?!" Zhao Chunliang was like being struck by lightning, standing in place, his eyes widened, and he was completely forced.

Eighty-nine years, what is that concept? That's nearly a century, every one of my women has to be over 100 years old, and my sons are already over 90 years old!

How else to play? How are you going to live this day?

"But for the outside world, it's only been a week." Emperor Yan continued.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Chunliang asked in shock.

"As long as you change the gravitational field, you can change the flow rate of time, which is not a very difficult thing, but with my current strength, I can only do this, if my body is still there, eighty-nine years is just a few hours in the outside world." Emperor Yan said wistfully.

"That's fine!" Zhao Chun patted his chest with palpitations, if it is a week, there should not be too many uncontrollable things happening.

"Can I move on to the third test now?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"I can give you two options right now." Emperor Yan said, "First one, you can come directly to the temple hall to find me without the third test, you can ask me anything you want to know, I will tell you, and at the same time, I will give you some things, some things that the Ancient Yan Clan brought here from the Divine Realm are far better than the things obtained by those people who are now trapped in the Endless Labyrinth, however, after getting my answers and getting those things, you have to leave here, and you will never be able to return here." ”

"What about the second option?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"You killed me and became the new owner of the temple." Emperor Yan said.